Chapter 151

She tolerates, she can only endure now!

She knows the man's temper. She can't point out that as soon as she argues with him, he turns around and leaves.

Then how can you call someone for yourself?

If there is no one to help, I can only hop past. It's too miserable to think about

So Chang Cong took a deep breath and forced his words down again.

Now the most important thing is to go to the toilet, other things are easy to say!

Opposite the man, it is quite interested in looking at Chang porridge a series of expression changes.

Women have just been clearly angered, almost the next second will burst.

But I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, my complexion would calm down.

But obviously, he was just restraining himself, because he could clearly see the reluctance in her eyes.

Looking at her in good time, there was no fluctuation.

Wait for her next words.

I'm afraid it's because of the next words that Chang Cong suppresses his temper.

Chang Cong's face was covered with a smile that he thought he was kind. Looking at Feng Tingmo, he was so stupid.

"Normal." The man frowned and couldn't see it.

Cold mouth, the content of the words is successful, let often porridge face smile a stiff.

The original false smile is so embarrassed to hang on the face, it seems more stupid.

Feng Tingmo didn't want to keep watching.

Is that what this woman wants him to see?

The disgust on the face to often congee is almost to be expressed in words, OK!

Chang Cong

Take back the smile in one second, and return to the original expressionless face.

When she wants to laugh? Not to please this man.

He is so good that he dares to despise himself!

Just in time, she didn't bother to pretend to him.

Looking at Chang Cong finally returned to normal, Feng Tingmo's expression also returned to the beginning of the insipid.

"Well, can you call a maid in for me?" Chang Cong cleared his throat and whispered.

It's impossible for her to let this man help her to the toilet!

So, he can only call a maid in for himself.

Who can keep her away from other people except him now.

Often porridge think that they have said enough to understand, but did not think that the man did not say anything.

Just looking at her, picking eyebrows.

Chang Cong

Inexplicably understood this man to convey the meaning.

Is he asking her why?

For a moment, I was a little tongue tied.

It's very simple, but it's hard to talk to this man.

Call for oneself directly is not, this man where come so many problems!

"... something's up!" Hold for a long time, often porridge and jump out two words.

There's no way. She can't say it directly.

But in this way, this man will not continue to embarrass her!

But looking at the still motionless man, Chang Cong is silly.

The man seemed to be opposite to her. He didn't seem to leave without knowing her specific purpose.

So quietly standing in place, looking at her, did not speak.

On the verge of collapse

She really wants to have a good fight with this man if it's not for the situation.

But now she's desperate to go to the bathroom!

"I, I want to go to the toilet!" In the end, I said this sentence, but my face turned red unconsciously.

Originally with the man's line of sight also back, turn elsewhere, don't know what to look at, in short, no longer look at the man's eyes.

Hearing Chang Cong's reply, Feng Ting Mo was stunned for a moment, then a smile flashed in his eyes.

No wonder the woman's posture was so strange when he came in.

I think it's about my own past.

Then I don't know what to think of, a trace of anger flashed in my eyes.

Strode to the side of Chang Cong, with his hand to break Chang Cong's face, forcing her to look at himself.

Caught off guard in this situation often porridge

Big eyes full of amazement.

What just happened? Why did this man come all of a sudden?

Still holding his face like this.

Reaction from the often porridge, eyes stained with anger.

Because he just kept standing and talking with Feng Tingmo, his two hands were still on the bed to keep his body stable.

So you can't get your hands out at all to avoid falling.

This can only move his head, trying to save his face from the man's hand inside.

But obviously it was only in vain, the man's hand still motionless, steady stop in her face.

Often porridge eyes flash helpless.

"You... Let go..." because the chin was pinched, often porridge enunciation is not clear, simple three words all changed sound.

Fortunately, Feng Tingmo understood what she meant.

However, she did not release her hand. Instead, she put the other hand to her waist and exerted a little force.

Before Chang Cong could react, what did the man want? The whole man was directly pulled to his arms by the man.

His hands were forced to leave the quilt and hit the man.

The only idea of Chang Cong is why the man's chest is so hard!

She just felt that her nose was a little sour.

Feng Tingmo was very considerate. When she bumped into her, she protected her leg, so her leg was almost a smooth translation, not touched.

Chang Cong suddenly felt that his status was not equal to that of a leg

He raised his hand and rubbed his nose.

Because just nose forced, uncontrolled forced some physiological tears, so often porridge at this time some tears.

"What are you doing?" Maybe it just hurt. Chang Cong's look at Feng Tingmo was wronged, and the tears in the corner of his eyes made these eyes more flexible.

Feng Ting is not a God, but also these eyes.

Unconsciously, it overlapped with the woman's eyes again, just like the woman stood in front of him again and looked at him with such an aggrieved expression.

The man's mind was out of control.

Even if you know the woman in your arms is not her, you can't continue to be cold.

Subconscious convergence from the whole body of air conditioning, tone put soft.

"It hurts?" Looking at Chang Cong's eyes, it's a little complicated.

He just wanted this woman to be honest, but he didn't expect to hurt her

Chang porridge listen to the man's words, eyes slightly enlarged.

Is the sun coming out in the West today? This man is not taking the wrong medicine, there will be such a gentle time.

The most incredible thing is that this tenderness is still shown to her?

I don't know if my brain is short circuited.

Chang Cong moved his hand away from his nose and put it on the man's forehead instead.

"Eh, I don't cook it..." Chang gruel muttered softly, and his tone was full of doubts.